Society fears the witch at the end of the world

Chapter 21 Strengthen your trump card

Su Miao returned to the villa.

After taking the medicine, Xia Xiaoan's breathing became much smoother, and she hoped that the viral flu would be cured after she woke up.

It was temporarily safe outside. Su Miao returned to the living room on the first floor and began to practice drawing and thrusting the sword.

Two hours later, Su Miao finished the practice of drawing and stabbing the sword.

The heavy rainstorm outside has stopped. Considering the conflict between tourists in the villa area and restaurant employees mentioned in the WeChat group earlier, the conflict between the two parties will inevitably expand, and someone may take the risk to come to her villa to search.

After all, a seriously injured old man can climb out of the mudslide, and healthy people will not have any problems coming over.

Assuming this is a doomsday game, it will be the habit of every player here to search every villa in order to collect resources without the threat of shrinking.

Except for a few people like her who don't lack resources and like to find a spot to stay.

In this way, it is inevitable that she and Xia Xiaoan will be discovered.

Su Miao had seen how bad the previous few people who knocked on the door were.

If someone who has been hungry for a longer time knocks on the door later, you don’t have to think about what to do.

In this case, relying solely on crossbows and umbrella swords may not be able to protect yourself.

The only trump card left to protect yourself is magic.

Although she knows very little magic, she can try to enhance it just in case.

Su Miao opened her hand, and a small red fireball appeared in her palm.

After a while, small fireballs emerged one after another.

In the blink of an eye, ten small fireballs gathered.

This is what I came up with when I was moving the old man.

Concentrating multiple small fireballs at once and throwing them at them should be able to cause considerable damage to the target, right?

"dissipate."

It may not feel safe enough.

Su Miao dispersed the condensed small fireball.

When I was reading a book before, I saw the contrast between the color and temperature of flames.

Red, orange flame, 3000 degrees.

Yellow, white flame, 4000 degrees.

Cyan, blue flame, 5000~6000 degrees.

Purple flame, over 7000 degrees.

If she continues to input magic power into the condensed small fireball to compress it, can she change the color of the flame and increase the temperature of the flame?
In this way, no matter how small the small fireball she condenses is, the lethality will definitely be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Su Miao started to try.

She stretched out her right hand, and a small red fireball condensed in front of her palm.

With the continuous input and compression of magic power, the color of the small fireball gradually turned into yellow, white, cyan, light blue...

"Really!"

Su Miao's eyes lit up.

But when she wanted to continue to input magic power, she felt inexplicable pressure, as if she could no longer control the little fireball.

To make matters worse, she felt dizzy.

This should be a sign that the magic power is about to run out.

"dissipate!"

Su Miao immediately dispersed the small light blue fireball.

She sat on a chair and drank a whole bottle of mineral water.

She hopes that the rest of the time can be spent peacefully. She just wants to live well in the apocalypse.

……

"Brother Long, the old wolf died miserably!"

In the villa area, several people looked at the corpse that was swollen by the rain in front of them, with ferocious expressions.

We agreed to go on a vacation together, but who would have thought that before we could have a good time, our brother would be killed.

"Fox, have you checked? How did my brother die?" Brother Long asked, "If I want to know who the murderer is, I will have skin cramps and convulsions after being caught!"

"After checking, the old wolf was shot with a crossbow."

The fox took out a crossbow arrow and said: "Brother Long, I later found several more corpses, all of which were shot by crossbow arrows. There are masters on the opposite side."

Brother Long gritted his teeth: "Master? Okay! The one I, Brother Long, want to kill is the master!"

The fox said: "Brother Long, these corpses were all killed with one hit. The positions of the crossbows are all critical. This is a ruthless man."

"I suggest you go there at night, find him and kill him."

Brother Long said: "No, let's go there first during the day. At night, I'm afraid the heavy rain will fall again, and we won't be able to go there by then." He looked fiercely at the other side of the mudslide, wishing he could go there and find someone right now Killed.

……

At the ruins of the restaurant, everyone is gathering around a few salvaged cauldrons, waiting for food.

Now, no matter what it is, everything that is edible is thrown into this big pot, plus rainwater filtered with clean clothes, and boiled into a pot of paste, which is everyone's rations.

After many consecutive battles, their side lost troops and generals, and their morale was very low.

"Brother Fei, I found Chang Jieming's security guards!"

A thin middle-aged man ran over and said, "They are hiding over there in the parking lot."

Fei Cheng stood up suddenly, with angry veins on his face: "When night comes, grab all our food!"

……

In the evening, the sky gradually darkened.

The rain fell again, and within 15 minutes, it turned into a downpour again.

Su Miao came to the kitchen to cook.

Because Xia Xiaoan was sick, I prepared some porridge for Xia Xiaoan.

As for herself, she took out a stir-fried chicken rice bowl and heated it up in the microwave.

Wait, the microwave is out of power.

Su Miao turned around and realized that the villa had a power outage.

Fortunately, there is still some natural gas, which is enough to cook porridge for Xia Xiaoan.

Su Miao lit a candle and put it aside.

After heating the porridge, Su Miao poured the stir-fried chicken rice bowl into the pot and stir-fried to heat it up.

Just by doing this, the flavor of the stir-fried chicken rice bowl became a little worse, but the effect was not significant and it was still dark and fragrant.

"Xiao An, it's time to drink porridge."

Su Miao delivered the hot fish fillet porridge to Xia Xiaoan's room.

This time I added a little more ginger to the fish fillet porridge. I hope she will feel better soon after eating it.

……

In the villa on the other side.

Lao Song, who had narrowly escaped death, suddenly opened his eyes.

Although he was in unfamiliar darkness, he could feel that the bed beneath him was very comfortable.

"I'm alive."

Lao Song reluctantly reached out and touched his body.

Clothes are dry.

All the wounds were gone.

Although there was still some pain left, he was sure that the wound had indeed disappeared.

They were all chopped with a machete. There were so many big wounds, but they just disappeared without being seen?

Lao Song couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief.

"is her."

A vague memory came to mind.

Old Song thought of Su Miao's back.

Yes, he was rescued here by a young girl.

Is the disappearance of so many wounds related to this young girl?How did she do it?
Lao Song got up from the bed and found the medicine, food and mineral water left on the table, which further proved that everything that had happened before was not an illusion.

"Cuckoo..."

A sharp feeling of hunger came over me.

Lao Song couldn't wait to open the mineral water, bread, and instant noodles and wolfed them down.

Maybe he had been hungry for several days in a row, his body had been severely traumatized, and he had been in a coma for such a day and night. It was difficult not to be hungry.

In the blink of an eye, he had eaten up the dry food left by Su Miao until only a few biscuits were left.

Unfortunately, the mineral water is almost finished.

Otherwise, he can still finish the remaining biscuits.

Suddenly, Lao Song heard strange noises outside, as if someone was about to break into the villa where he now lived.

Old Song's expression changed. Are Fei Chengqiang and the others chasing him?

(End of this chapter)